Two teams of soldiers in leather armor ran quickly, and the two people in front stopped directly less than ten meters away from the food stall, and then quickly separated to block the few demon people who could only kneel behind them.

As the two rows of soldiers stood still, the last three were late.

Chu Shishanhe raised his eyes and swept over the three of them, and the identities of the three of them were instantly clear, the old man in a green robe should be the mayor of Qingshan Town, the one on the left who pretended to be holding a fan was estimated to be the strategist of Qingshan Town, and the one on the right who was also wearing armor should be the guard.

"There are only more than thirty soldiers, it's a bit miserable, it's not as good as Lin Shaohua's guy."

Chu Shishanhe couldn't help but choreograph.

Seeing that the mayor of Qingshan Town came over with people, Boss An kowtowed three times to Chu Shishanhe, who was still there gnawing on oil cakes, and then ran towards the direction of the vast snow forest.

The three of them walked closer, except for the old man in a green robe who continued to approach Chu Shishanhe, the strategist and the general both stopped and did not continue to move forward, but Chu Shishanhe saw clearly, after the general stopped, his hand never left the big knife on his waist.

The old man walked up to Chu Shishanhe, bowed respectfully and said, "This adult from the royal capital, it is my honor for you to come to our Qingshan Town, I don't know what the adults need, the villain will do his best to ensure that the adults are satisfied."

In fact, in the vast territory of the demon race, there are also some swaggering guys who pretend to be officials, and there are even many people who kill officials and pretend to make a lot of money. However, no matter how outrageous their thieves are, there is only one thing they dare not pretend to be, and that is the royal family, whether it is the clan of the eight kings of the demon race, if someone is found to be impersonating, it will be the point where the whole clan is skinned and cramped, juiced and lit the lamp to burn the soul.

So in fact, when Chu Shi Shanhe said his surname Chu Shi, this old man who had worked hard in Qingshan Town for most of his life could only choose to believe it, and even if he doubted it, there was no means to verify it.

Chu Shishanhe looked up at the old man, and suddenly found that at the back of the team, there were actually two soldiers pressing four handsome little ladies, almost choking. It seems that this old boy is ready to let himself enjoy the blessings of Qi tonight.

Chu Shishanhe coughed dryly twice and said without hesitation: "I traveled to the demon clan before, and accidentally provoked the pursuit of the demon clan......

"Hunt?" When he heard these two words, the old man's eyes instantly froze, although he had never been out of Qingshan Town several times in his life, but he knew that the snow forest in the mountains south of Qingshan Town was endless. If what this self-proclaimed Master Chu said was true, how much trouble did he have to cause before he did not hesitate to go deep into the territory of the demon clan. The most terrifying thing is that the monstrous anger brought by this adult behind him is afraid that it will burn the entire Qingshan Town to the ground.

The old man looked at the various wounds and blood-stained clothes on Chu Shishanhe's body, as well as Chu Shishanhe's non-joking demeanor, and suddenly became stupid.

The strategist and the general who also heard the word chase and kill were also stunned, and the strategist who thought he was resourceful stood there stupidly without saying a word, but the general looked back at his soldiers and couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh.

"Great... My lord... This ......" The old mayor sat down weakly at the moment, looking at Chu Shishanhe's eyes and couldn't help but roll with tears.

Chu Shishanhe ignored the old man, and said to himself, "Although people have been thrown away by me, they should catch up in half a day at most, so my time is very urgent, and your time is also very urgent, understand? …… I'm here to borrow a few messenger flying swords, and I'll bring them to me if I have a few of them, and I'll use them urgently."

Although the Messenger Flying Sword was worth a lot of money to them, it was really nothing compared to the entire safety of Qingshan Town at this moment.

The old man turned around and shouted to the two behind him, "Go and get the flying swords!"

"Ah......" The strategist still stood there stunned, bewildered. The anxious general went up and kicked the guy who was originally an eyesore to the side, and then ran all the way in the direction of the county office, and ran dozens of steps before he remembered that he didn't know where to put the thing, and he couldn't run back directly like a little hen

As if picking up the frightened strategist, he rushed towards the county office.

It was only at this time that Chu Shishanhe finished eating the oil cakes and broth in his hand and patted his stomach with a satisfied face.

"Come on, help your master up, why doesn't the mayor of a town have any concentration at all." Chu Shishanhe pointed at a soldier with his teeth picked, and then he came over to help the mayor up.

The old man didn't dare to say anything about this, so he could only stand up from the ground with a face of shame.

Chu Shishanhe said, "From here to the north...... There are relatively large towns in the north, west and west directions, huh? Where is your prefecture over there? Is it close?"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched when he heard this question, this fucking is going to take the lives of his own people to stop him from hunting and killing! It's really a *** beast royal family!

He scolded in his heart, but on the surface, the old man still had to make a humble appearance, and explained tremblingly: "Lord Hui, the nearest town to us must be hundreds of miles away, and it is the city of urns in the west, as long as it is along the ......mountain range."

Before the old man could finish speaking, Chu Shishanhe directly interrupted him, and said impatiently: "Forget it, it's too troublesome, you should just send me a message flying sword." For these words, Chu Shishan and He really didn't believe a word, and walked along the mountain range, didn't he just want to avoid Qingshan Town? Besides, he didn't have the idea of bringing disaster to Qingshan Town.

It was too slow to wait for the flying sword from here, so Chu Shishanhe simply got up directly and put all the things that could be taken away from the dozen or so food stalls in the town into a mustard seed bag.

Weighing the more than thirty mustard seed bags in his hand, Chu Shishanhe casually threw four or five instructions to the old man: "Just exchange the money for the flying sword, don't return more and make up less, and go back and help me settle all the accounts."

Looking at the four or five mustard seed bags in his hand and glancing at the large number in Chu Shi Shanhe's hand, the old man was even more sure that Chu Shi Shanhe was the identity of the Chu Shi royal family, and the most unfortunate was also a big family with the sky, you must know that even a qi practitioner may not be able to afford a mustard seed bag, but there are four or five of them in this sentence.

Soon the general ran back alone, carrying three small mahogany boxes in his arms, and as for the strategist who was afraid that he would be in the way, he would have thrown it away when he returned.

Chu Shi Shanhe took the three mahogany lockets, opened the top one, took out a jade flying sword that was only the size of his palm, and carved a message on the flying sword with his index finger, and was worried that the speed of this most ordinary flying sword was too slow, so he could only tear off a talisman from his leg and paste it, and finally injected spiritual power into the flying sword, and the flying sword quickly pierced through the sky like a meteor and flew into the distance.

Chu Shi Shanhe took out a small wooden flying sword from the wooden box and carefully stuffed it into his belt, after all, he still had to count on this thing to receive the letter.